FIRE
By Abbey W
Published 19 September 2023
Crack, crack
fire-struck joeys are gone, lost, away from their homes
mothers
t e r r i f i e d
they are covered in ashes and flames
green ants are attacking
finding shelter is hard, but soon there will be none left ...
no eucalyptus for them to feed on, it is gone
trees are crashing
people feel s i c k
I can hear the cockatoo crying
it is like
1, 2, 3, 4 and 5
they all will disappear, the grass is no
longer
g r e e n
all leaves are
brown
and all I can hear are sirens
I have got no hope left...